I've been in the second trimester forum but I guess I should probably start here.
To give you a little bit of background, I finally dumped my boyfriend 5 days ago. This breaks my heart, because I wanted it to work so much, I actually am crazy about him. But I'm not the kind of girl that can live a lie. I was miserable with him. Although he told me he was on board and that he was excited about the baby (after he left me when he first found out and told me I was nuts for not getting an abortion), his actions were much different. He would constantly go out and get completely wasted (at 30 years old), he goes to the casino every day to gamble (did I mention he's unemployed?), and since I've been pregnant, has not wanted to touch me (but is fine cozying up to his porn stash). All in all, I never really felt much affection from him. I have told him for months that I'd be willing to work on things if he would at least go see a counselor with me and try to work on his drinking problem. But he denies he has a problem and says that "therapy isn't my thing."
So I left him. I left Florida and am now living back near my family in New York. He didn't even care that I left. He hasn't even called me once to check on me or see how I'm doing. And now I have to be subjected to my mother and her dissapointment that I'm going to be a single mom. I just feel so shitty today...and alone. He doesn't have a care in the world, and I am left with all my thoughts and doubts and worries. I'm sorry, I just had to get that out, I can't stop crying. It's like I've become that cliche and all I ever wanted was a nice family that wasn't broken like my own. I know I sound pathetic, but I keep blaming myself. Keep telling myself that maybe I should've stuck it out, or tried harder. I'm just a mess
To give you a little bit of background, I finally dumped my boyfriend 5 days ago. This breaks my heart, because I wanted it to work so much, I actually am crazy about him. But I'm not the kind of girl that can live a lie. I was miserable with him. Although he told me he was on board and that he was excited about the baby (after he left me when he first found out and told me I was nuts for not getting an abortion), his actions were much different. He would constantly go out and get completely wasted (at 30 years old), he goes to the casino every day to gamble (did I mention he's unemployed?), and since I've been pregnant, has not wanted to touch me (but is fine cozying up to his porn stash). All in all, I never really felt much affection from him. I have told him for months that I'd be willing to work on things if he would at least go see a counselor with me and try to work on his drinking problem. But he denies he has a problem and says that "therapy isn't my thing."
So I left him. I left Florida and am now living back near my family in New York. He didn't even care that I left. He hasn't even called me once to check on me or see how I'm doing. And now I have to be subjected to my mother and her dissapointment that I'm going to be a single mom. I just feel so shitty today...and alone. He doesn't have a care in the world, and I am left with all my thoughts and doubts and worries. I'm sorry, I just had to get that out, I can't stop crying. It's like I've become that cliche and all I ever wanted was a nice family that wasn't broken like my own. I know I sound pathetic, but I keep blaming myself. Keep telling myself that maybe I should've stuck it out, or tried harder. I'm just a mess